Month: March 2011

there’s a whole lot of chub going on . . .

At a park over the weekend we found a see-saw. Josh thought he could improve the ride for us . . .

It may not look like much, but it felt like I was going to go flying off. Caleb was catching air every time it changed directions and I think Calvin ended up with a bruised tailbone. Tons of fun.

 

 

Fun in Chinatown. Fortune cookies, steamed and baked pork buns, bubble tea, fireworks, and weed. Yes, lots of weed all over SF. Since it’s “legal” in CA (with a medical marijuana card) every other yahoo on the street was smoking it. My favorite cover was the dude who had a cigarette in one hand, a joint hidden in the other and then he’d take a puff from joint and exhale while waving the cigarette around in case anyone was watching. But the nose knows . . .

my “see no evil” was being a monkey himself . . .

It’s not April 15th, but it was my tax day today. I usually have them done by January 15th (really!), but with being in Egypt and then being evacuated, it hadn’t happened yet. I finally got tired of thinking about it and dreading it and decided to get it over with.

A relatively painless few hours later, I have a refund on the way. Money that will be put aside to help pay for any traveling we might do once we’re in Oman. Although, with all the traveling we’ve been doing since December, I think once we finally get to Oman, I’m going to want to stay put.

So that’s why no blog post today. I have some fun SF pictures to share, but they will have to wait until tomorrow.

For now I’ll just leave you with pictures of my most valuable deductions:

 

 

 

 

Once Nana and Poppa arrived, then the fun began. The first day we walked, and walked, and walked, all over the Union Square area of the city. Thankfully there was no shortage of Starbucks to meet all of our hydration needs. (There really is one on every block!)
    

They were having a 49er foundation fundraiser in Union Square. Lots of food, music, and even a mascot.

 

Hiking up and over Nob Hill – Caleb is whimpering about having to climb another hill.

      

Up and up and up . . . .

We made it to the top! Then it was just a short trek downhill to the Cable Car museum. All these years I thought the cable cars ran on tracks kind of like a train – I didn’t realize that there is actually an underground cable that the car grabs onto that pulls it around the town. (Yes, I realize that is why it is called a cable car . . .)

So these big old wheels that you see in the picture with Calvin go around and around and pull the cable along and that makes the cable cars move . . . I think. I still don’t really get how it works. But it looks cool.